Title: I Remember It, Like It Was In A Flashback.
Author: Kakkarot lover
Rating:PG-13
Hosting: Ask first, please
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and Scholastic. Not me do sue please. I'm poor, spare me…
Author's Note: Just for all those who give a flying frig. I got the title off an episode of Johnny Bravo. It was a spoof of the Titanic. He was really old, and he was thinking about when he was on the Titanic and he goes "I remember it, like it was in a flashback..." and the screen goes all blurry, and it's hilarious.
Summary: Slash! During the final battle, evil against good, light against dark, Draco Malfoy reflects back on his earlier days, and the beginning of his relationship. Harry/Draco Remus/Sirius Hermoine/Ron
NOTE: Please Read! Sorry this took so long to get out. I am having school and social problems at the moment. So enjoy and thank my Beta Reader, Joyce Salazar!

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"POTTER! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU…Malfoy…Malfoy is that you….MALFOY! WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?"

Professor Snape had absolutely atrocious timing.

I grabbed my robes as I tried to cover myself up, hoping to hide the fact that I was half-naked. Potter had frozen solid, like a deer in headlights. I thought Snape was going to pop.

"EXPLAIN! NOW!" Each word was said with such venom that I knew if we did not answer we would find ourselves having brunch with the Giant Squid. My first instinct was to point at Harry and scream 'Rape.' After a seconds deliberation I decided that that would ruin any chance of our relationship continuing, if he survived what Snape would do to him.

From the look on my godfathers face, that is exactly what he was waiting for me to say, so he could blast Harry into oblivion. For once, I let my godfather down. After another moment of uncomfortable silence, Serverus finally concluded what was going on.

I believe it was too much for the man to handle. He lifted his wand and prepared to strike. My mouth let out a yell as I jumped to move in front of Harry. I spread my arms and stood in front of him protection, my chest bare, and my eyes sharp. There was silence.

"What are you doing Mr. Malfoy? Why are you protecting him?" A faint blush tainted my cheeks. I could feel Harry's eyes at my back. This was it. This was the moment I had been dreading. I would have to come to terms with my feelings and announce them to the man who I admired for so very long. I would also have to say the right thing or someone would end up hurt, either by wand or by words. I couldn't just cop out, or Harry would be hurt. Yet, I just don't think I am ready to admit what I was feeling.

"I...I..w-well...you see...We...Me and Harry...we..." I trailed off, knowing my first attempt was a failure. I closed my eyes and opened my eyes to try again.

"Serverus I am sure there is a perfectly good reason you have your wand pointed at two students and I would love to hear it immediately." I squinted one of my eyes open to see the headmaster with his hand on Snape's arm. The Potion's professor's eyes were popping out of his head. He was raging an inner battle. Either kill Harry and go to jail, or not kill Harry...which would suck. I pity my godfather so very much.

After Dumbledore realized Snape would not lower his arm, the old man forcefully gripped his arm and lowered it. The professor gaped up at Dumbledore before turning to march out of the room.

"Meet me in my office later Serverus." Dumbledore called after him.

I turned back to Harry to find him blushing. His entire face looked as if he had been sun burnt...badly. The entire time Snape was here, he had kept a stern look on his face, yet the old man appears and he is ashamed. 'Figures...' I turn back to Dumbledore to find him giving me a knowing smile.

"I believe your next class begins shortly and I do not wish for you to be late. Good day both of you." With that he swept out of the classroom, and shut the door on his way out.

I stared at the door. I turned and stared at Harry, his head still down and blushing. I stared back to the door, then back to Harry. Door. Harry. Door.

"What the fuck just happened?" Harry finally looked up at me and smiled.

"That's Dumbledore for you." He bent over and handed me my clothing. I took it from him, still staring.

"No seriously, what happened?" He buckled his belt and shrugged his shoulders at me. I pulled my shirt over my head, buckled my belt, and pulled my robes on. He smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close to him, making me raise an eyebrow.

"Dumbledore has never made sense, and he never will. But from what I can tell, he approves of us." I snorted.

"Oh yes, I'm sure he approves of a homosexual relationship between his Golden Boy and the Death Eater Prodigy." His smile grew wider.

"Maybe he believes you will not become a Death Eater." Shrugging, I avoided the statement.

"I think its time we head back to class. Besides, professor Snape may decided to come back and take us out." He laughed and grabbed my hand pulling me out the door.

The rest of our seventh year proceeded in the exact fashion. We had our problems and our arguments but we proceeded with our forbidden relationship. The only upset was that we had to drop our Potions class. Dumbledore gave me and Potter private classes, telling the teachers his own reasons. The three of us knowing it was for the sake of Snape's sanity and blood pressure.

Before we knew it, our tests were over. It was a week until our graduation ceremony and then the last trip home. I was facing a large conflict. I would finally be free of this stupid school, but I had no idea what would happened to Potter. To make matters worse we had not said a word to each other all year about graduating. I assumed both of us were too afraid. Neither wanted to know the others answer. The first time he said anything was the day before graduation. We were lounging in a secluded spot outside the castle, me leaning on his shoulder. Neither of us were speaking, just in a comfortable silence, when finally he gave up on the battle that had raged inside both of us, for almost 3 months.

"What are you going to do after graduation." I pulled my head away from him, taken aback. It took me a few seconds to regain my composure before turning away from him.

"I assume I would have to carry on with the family business." We both knew what that implied but he just merely nodded. I looked back at him.

"What about you?" He blinked, surprised.

"Become an auror, what else?" Another silence ruled over us. I saw a group of first years running around playing a game of tag. It was a group of Gryffindors of course. I watched as one of the girls chased the rest of the group. She tripped over a log and one of the boys ran out to help her. As soon as she stood up she thanked him and kissed him on the nose. Then she tagged him and ran off.

"Is that what you want to do?"

"Huh?" Harry sighed.

"Help your father. Is that really what you want to do?" I opened my mouth to reply 'Of course dumb ass' when my voice died in my throat. Did I really want to become a Death Eater? Is this what I wanted for the rest of my life? To be the lackey of this power hungry psycho? My entire life had been planned out for me. This was supposed to be my fate, to follow in my father's footsteps. But was it what I wanted?

"Do you really want to be an auror?" The question popped out of me before I could think about it. The silence stretched on. I looked at Harry's face to see his expression, to find him shocked. He was staring at me in a new light.

"Of course I want to be an auror! What else would I be?" His tone confusing me, I trudged on.

"You could be anything. You could do anything. You don't have to be an auror to defeat Voldemort. The aurors have fought for years to defeat him and have always failed, so being one would not help you any. And besides if you became an auror, after Voldemort died, what would you be? Would you stay an auror?" Harry pushed me away from him and stood up. He marched away, stomping his feet and growling.

WHAT THE FUCK! Stupid mood swinging asshole!

But in a way I guess this is best. We were just going to have to leave each other in a week anyway. This way, neither made any stupid decisions, and neither one would be sad. Best to leave angry I guess.

Then why did I feel like crying?

The graduation ceremony was boring of course. Dumbledore and Mcgonogall gave these long speeches about becoming adults and taking on responsibility. Granger gave a speech, because she was Head Girl, about maturity and responsibility. The overall theme of the night seemed to be responsibility. Apparently they believed we would have serious problems in that area, and they were most likely correct. Every so often I would feel like Harry was looking at me and would turn towards him, but he would just be looking straight ahead.

After what had to be too long of a time period the ceremony ended. The graduates threw their hats into the air, there was tears, there was laughter, etc. I stood up, my hat still attached to my head thank you very much, and made my way towards my parents. My father was of course ranting about what a shame it was to let the Muggle born's graduate. I caught a few times that they were ashamed that Granger graduated above me, when I promptly tuned them out.

I saw Potter out of the corner of my eye, which turned my complete attention to him. He was walking away with Professor Lupin, Weasley, Granger, and a giant black dog. I felt a small smile crawl upon my face. This was it. This was how it ended.

Potter flicked his wand behind his back as my hat twitched. He kept talking to his friends as if nothing had happened. I cautiously pulled the cap down from my head and peered inside. There was a small note. My hands shaking, I slowly pulled it open.

I want to defeat Voldemort, more than anything in this world. Not to just revenge my parents, but because of all the other people he has hurt. I want him gone and I am the only one who can do it. But...after that, I want to open a small book shop in Northern Brittan. I want to live in a small town where everyone knows your name, and they send someone to check on you if you do not go to church that day. I want to wake with the sun, drink tea all day, and at night I want to sit on my porch and watch the sun go down.

Somewhere inside me, I sighed.

I felt a wall being torn down inside of me. Almost unconsciously I looked back up towards Harry. He had stopped and was looking at me with a small apologetic smile. With my hat clutched in my right hand, and his note in my left, I made a quick decision.

Now I know what you're thinking. The actual event was no where near as cliché as it sounds.

I took off in a run towards Harry, and he towards me. I planned in my head that I was going to tell Harry that I was going to spend the rest of my life with him. I wanted him to hold me and never let go. I was going to tell him that I would sit on that porch with him. I wanted to be with him for forever.

When he reached me, I opened my mouth to spew to him the tons of sappy cliché lines running through my head. He decided no words were needed. Later I agreed. He pulled me to him and kissed me roughly. His arms were pulling me against his lips and body, my hands were gripping onto his shoulders.

Unfortunately we forgot the entire school seemed to see us at that exact moment.

Harry, quicker than I, pulled his nifty cloak over us both. There was moment of silence, before the crowd erupted into a roar, everyone trying to figure out where we had apparated to. Vaguely I heard Granger screaming about how you cannot apperate on to the Hogwarts grounds. Fortunetly for us, she was ignored as usual.

We ran into the castle, safely hidden under his cloak. Harry quickly manuvered us through the castle.

"Where are we going?" I whispered.

"To dumbledore's office." My eye twitched.

"Why?" He smirked.

"Where else would you suppose we go, Draco honey?"

"I...hate you." He kissed me on the nose.
" Love you too, snukkums."

"If you ever..." What I would do to Potter if ever even thought of calling me 'snokkums' again was cut short by us reaching Dumbledores' office. I had been here many times this year for our Potion lessons, but I still did not care much for it. Potter whispered the password and up the staircase we went. We were safely inside he took off the cloak.

I immediately collapsed into one of the chairs.

"Oh my god, what have we done. My father will disown me! I will be on the streets." Harry smiled and grabbed my hand.

"Come on Draco! Cheer up! Its our graduation." If looks could kill. "Listen everything will turn out okay. I mean if your father would just abandon you like that then he truly doesn't love you."

"Of course he doesn't love me! Where have you been? This is about money Potter!" He glared at me.

"So you don't want to be with me because you think I am poor?" I blinked.

"What the hell! Dammit Potter don't make this about you." He let go of my hand and backed away. I sighed and put my head in my hands.

"Listen Potter I've never been without money in my entire life, but if I get to be with you I guess I can put up with being...p-poor. I'm not saying I won't be a bitch about it, but I'll try. I can promise you that I will try." He grabbed my hand and pulled me up into his embrace.

"That's wonderful! Oh Draco I love you." My cheeks turned red. I opened my mouth to tell him to put me down, that a Malfoy should not be 'hugged' like this when another voice interrupted me.

"Oh my! I guess we will not have to search for them. Who knew they would be in my office." Harry dropped me as I found myself facing Dumbledore, Professor Lupin, and the giant black dog that had been with Harry earlier.

Something about that dog struck me as familiar. Something was nagging at me but I just couldn't grasp it. At the moment the dog was growling. Harry turned pale. Some boyfriend.

"Harry, is there something you need to tell everyone?" Dumbledore smiled at Harry. Harry jerked out of his trance to nod at Dumbledore.

"I don't want to be an auror! I want to open a small book shop in Northern Britan!" Dumbledore, Lupin, and the dog stared at him.

"He didnt mean that Potter! He meant telling them about your homosexual relationship with the son of a Death Eater you idiot!" Dumbledore laughed.

"Well that was certainly unexpected. Wasn't it Sirius?" Sirius...Sirius...SHIT! A memory of my father whispering something to me as we stood on the Platform 9 and 3/4. That dog was Sirius Black! Before I could announce my inner findings, the dog decided to do it for me. It's skin began melting and reforming as it grew into a grown man. Professor Lupin collapsed into a chair.

Even though I knew that the dog was a man, the shock of seeing a dog turn into a man was quite...extrordinary. Under the circumstances of extreme stress and shock, I regrettably say...that I screamed. Not one of those girly screams, a manly scream, but a scream none the less.

Harry put his hand over my mouth to silence me.

"Draco! Calm down!" I closed my mouth and he moved his hand slowly.

"Draco this is my god father, Sirius Black."

Keep in mind of the extreme stress, life unraveling, etc.

"WHAT!" He clasped his hand over my mouth once more. I bit him. He kicked me. I punched him. He kissed me. What a beautiful relationship. A cough broke our embrace, reminding us of the other occupants of the room.

Dumbledore was grinning while Lupin and Black were staring with their mouths hanging open.

"H-How...H-How did t-this happen? I...I mean why? And with...Mini Lucius?" Harry finally grew some balls.

"Sirius! This happened because it was supposed to."

"But he's a spy! A Death Eater spy!" I glared and pulled down my sleeve revealing my arm. I put up with that talk from Harry too long to put up with from this strange man. He gaped at me.

"That means nothing! He could be shielding it."

"Sirius you know as well as I do that that is not possible. Voldemort does not allow his Death Eaters to shield their Dark Mark, even for undercover work." Sirius gaped at this revelation.

"But...But...Mini Lucius!"

"I am not a Mini-Lucius!"

"Sirius! Stop it!" Harry stood in front of me glaring at Sirius, which made the man take a step back. "How could you sit there and attack Draco because of his family! Look at yours!" The man glared at his godson in contempt.

"This is not the same thing."

"It is exactly the same thing!"

"But Harry, Malfoy has bullied you all your life!" I snorted as Harry gave me a look that said to be silent.

"I am aware of that. We have settled our differences and I wish you could just be happy for us."

"Be happy for you and that Mini Lucius!" I growled. "I mean do you know what his father did to yours!" This entire time Remus had stayed silent, but at this moment Lupin stood up his face red.

"Sirius there is something I should have told you a long time ago." Sirius looked at Remus, the realization of his objection not setting in yet. "Listen, James wasn't under the Imperius spell. He lied to you. Everything he did on New Years was completely of his own will." Remus grimaced as Sirius slowly realized what his werewolf friend had just said.

"B-But...But...No! Arg!" Sirius went into a rampage and began destroying everything in site, with Dumbledore following swiftly behind him repairing everything. The old man did not attempt to stop him, though.

"Harry...this is not what I meant to happen when I told you about Sirius and I..." Harry laughed.

"Professor, telling me about you and my godfather did not make this happen. I've wanted this to happen for a while, that just speed it up." Lupin's eyes widened a bit.

"Well Harry, if you really believe in this relationship I will give you my consent." They both smiled.

"WHAT! MOONY! How could you betray me like that! He's a Mini-Lucius!" Enough was enough. I knocked Harry out of the way to face the crazy dog-man.

"I AM NOT A MINI-LUCIUS! I am my own breathing, living human being! How would you like it if I called you a Mini-Bellatrix! You look just like her! Does that mean you are a Death-Eater too?" Sirius look taken aback. "I know Harry means alot to you, and vice versa but I love him and he loves me! You can't stop a relationship just because I look like my father! I am not my father and I never will be and you will just have to get over that."

Silence.

"D-Draco..." I turned to find Harry smiling at me. "You...you really love me." My face turned red.

"Would I have said it if I didn't mean it Potter?" He tackled me into the bookcase, his lips crushing into mine. His hands began roaming under my shirt, running across my chest. I managed to free my lips from his.

"Harry stop it! There's people!" I looked around and noticed that no one was there. He surveyed the same thing and turned back to me.

"What people?" His hand ventured down into my trousers ending any arguments.

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KL: Well its finally out! I am so sorry it took me so long, but this chapter was harder than it should have been. God did not want me to put it out. And well my muse abandoned me...glare
DarkJedi: Im sorry! I have a boyfriend now!
KL: What does that mexican have that I dont?
Harry: He's actually Puerto Rican.
KL: SAME THING! -runs off screaming into the night-
Draco: She's crazy.
Harry and Darkjedi: -nod-
KL: MINI LUCIUS!

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